>"It's like here, but...less pretty and more aggressive. Your neighbors could vary pretty wildly."
>"It...varies. Oh, just let me grab my futon and check on the dolls.">Are the lights on? If not, peek into the window of the room where they tend to rest. If so, peek where the lights are.
>Smile and whisper "Nighty night, you two.">Then retrieve our futon from the tower, and put our stuff in there for now. >Rejoin Meiling.
>Nod. "Let's not keep you away any longer."
>"Well, yes, you can cover about twice as much distance as me with a step.">Back to the mansion.
>...>Oh we do not have time or patience for this.>Look directly toward the voice.
>...>"...Why do you ask?"
>"Really now?">Do we happen to have any bags onhand?
>"Come with me.">Head back toward our house.
>Head back to the tower portion of our house and dig out some old bags, or a length of canvas or something that can be folded into a sack.
>Present one to the faerie. "Will this do?"
>Hand it over!
>"I'll be with Meiling.">Go to rejoin her.
>"Apparently they ruin all the faeries' games? Either way, I won't complain. It's a good enough peace offering."
>"It became one, and I was perfectly content to see it through to its conclusion. But, this is better by far."